Quotes About Expression

Look at Charlie Brown's face. Would you please hold still a minute Charlie Brown? I want Linus to study your face. Now this is what you call a failure face, Linus. Notice how it has failure written all over it. Study it carefully Linus. You rarely see such a good example. Notice the deep lines, the dull vacant look in the eyes. Yes, I would say this is one of the finest examples of a failure face that your liable to see for a long while.

Cartooning is preaching. And I think we have a right to do some preaching. I hate shallow humor. I hate shallow religious humor, I hate shallow sports humor, I hate shallowness of any kind.

Happiness is a sad song.

I'm torn between the desire to create and the desire to destroy.

I just don't know how to write a love letter. What can you say to a girl that shows you really like her?" "How about, enclosed please find a cookie?

Oh yes, I'm at my happiest when I have a good idea and I'm drawing it well, and it comes out well and somebody laughs at it.

Cartooning will destroy you; it will break your heart.

These rocks are a release for my pent-up emotions. When I feel all tied up inside, I just stand here and throw rocks into that vacant lot!" "Hello, Charlie Brown, you blockhead!" "Sometimes I think I'm kind of a vacant lot myself...

I've been thinking... Maybe you're a mockingbird... Mockingbirds imitate the songs of other birds... No, I've never heard of any copyright problems.

She nibbles her pencil... She's human!

Cosa succede, Patty? Stai piangendo… Una lacrima non è piangere.

I'd take this book and beat you to death with it, and I wouldn't feel a thing.

From out of your heart, you speak." -Emma, When Crickets Cry

Darkness does that. It speaks fears that, left alone, remain unspoken, yet real.

This is love with legs.' My father used to say that you can tell someone you love them until you're blue in the face, but until they see that walked out, they have no idea what it means. Hence, 'love with legs.'" A wide smile spread across her face. "Every day he'd climb out

O amor faz destas coisas. Nomeia o inominável e confere voz ao silêncio

No matter how screwed up the artist might be, there's still the chance that they can produce art that people like us hang on our wall and talk about long after their death. That the sum is greater than one part. That maybe one incident does not a life make.

This whole exchange is better when two people do it. it's called 'kissing'. It's when your lips speak what your heart feels. Or have you forgotten how? I laughed. I might have. It's been a long time.

Music is a gift. We make it to give it away.

The only true language in the world is a kiss... When the pleasure is simple and complete... in the offering.

Music cuts people free." A pause. "It silences the thing that's trying to kill us.

But words are like bullets. Once they exit the barrel, it's impossible to bring them back.

How many times had I wanted to scream the same way? To purge myself and release the pain in my soul. But somehow, I never had. Maybe those who felt free to do so were only those who didn't posses the guilt of having put the pain there in the first place.

But that's the thing about music. It doesn't enter through the mind. It enters through the heart.